Surprising the world diamonds and pearls But a about a girl ain't really about a girl Got a two-way mirror, I'm an amity villain a peeping Tom complex
You're a soul collector You putting 'em in a trash bag You push 'em in a shopping Go and act sad
there's none left to collect So you go on and you more But wait, what you lose to the state for?
The next you see me It'll be plexiglass ain't no bail outs in this jail house Ain't no more petty come, easy go A saved, a penny earned And learned life is clich One of these days you get what you
the world with diamonds and pearls But a song a girl ain't really about a girl Got a 2-way vanity Firing a blind eye I turn from an 800-pound
In the midst of misdirected False blood can run thinner icy water Watch the Flirt the Death-star I cried by bedside Decided right then and there to pretend you alive Maybe, lie to me, invade my privacy Have the to say bye, after taking the pride piracy You ran out of family And launch to crash, So when you're playing dumb, empty the trash
We're looking for our lives back, we we could have saved yours There's we can buy back, cause everything was paid off I found you in a shop, you were stuck behind a glass case I watched as the cost dropped, puppy dog sad Put a down payment on my meal plan, just to see shit eating grin Save the frown for when you need to shed skin, Selling shells to yourself, the layers are coming off failed, professional victim of sale cutting costs
Charity case, ask me to donate You axe murdered your soul My hurting from an tax burden Pull your own A punching bag for hire, every minute a sucker bet, So what's the over and under you'll up from the debt. With the of a ghost The was a hoax, but 2000 years later it's like nobody knows If you think you're slick to turn a trick and spin the story just cause Jesus is your fair-weather And you caught me with my fingers crossed So I shuffled up the deck, is the card that you picked? if not, how about this? Missionary aint a job, its a position, so assume a victimless crime, dog has an owner thats abusive
Now isnt that With one hand in my pocket And the other choking out the corner prophet Uncrossed my fingers and said "Look at me when Im talking, I aint mad at you, and thats the miracle here"
I mad at you
Im the world with diamonds and pearls But a song about a girl ain't about a girl